Feel the fan ease the heat Stare into it's whirring beat Round and round me down to sleep Drifting off this came to me. When you cry my wounded one There's a rain pouring down Soaking deep a barren field Springing life from the ground There is more within the turning of our deeds Like a wheel going faster than we see When you sigh my lonesome one A second wind is kicking in Sweeping across the tides Pushing sails to a coast again There is more within the turning of our deeds Like a wheel going faster than we see Turning wheel turn, turn Turning wheel turn, turn A great divide is weaving through All our stories told in two Listen as we brave the edge Where truth and myth share a common thread When you smile my joyful one Another sun in another sky Shedding light on things to come Lifting up all it finds There is more within the turning of our deeds Like a wheel going faster than we see There is more within the turning of our deeds Like a wheel going faster than we see Turning wheel turn, turn Turning wheel turn, turn Turning wheel turn, turn Turning wheel turn, turn Feel the fan ease the heat Stare into it's whirring beat Round and round me down to sleep Drifting off this came to me.